Field of Dreams is the most Baby Boomer movie I’ve ever seen. The only one that possibly beats it is Forest Gump. Field of Dreams, on the other hand, is just as much a sloppy blowjob to the Baby Boomer generation, while being much harder to hate. I don’t even hate it, really. But for all our sakes, I’m going to try.

I’m not sure how I feel about Dope, a movie that seems to resist categorization as strongly as its protagonist. Malcolm (Shameik Moore) is an idiosyncratic, black high school senior who exists uneasily in an Inglewood neighborhood where gangs and the drug trade loom threatening between the 90s hip hop geek and traditional (read: “white”) avenues of success, especially his desired admission to Harvard. The movie is about who Malcolm really is, but my question is what the movie really is.

This is the truth of it. Fighting leads to killing, and killing gets to warring. And that was damn near the death of us all. But we’ve learned, by the dust of them all… the Kraken learned. Now, when pop culture gets to fighting, it happens here! And …

Just after the war, a woman sits in a plastic surgeon’s office while he offers her faces. Speaking German, he suggests a few popular choices for a woman to model herself on, both celebrities under the Nazi regime. “I guess they’re both out of fashion …

Thirty-eight years ago, audiences watched in awe and excitement as one small spaceship on a peaceful mission was captured by a massive spaceship whose intentions were anything but. One month ago they, their children, and even their grandchildren saw another sinister ship cast its shadow …